It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Shen Mingdeng acted resolutely and moved as soon as he said.

His new residence is fully prepared, so there is no need to bring luggage there, but Yu Qiu has to pack his daily necessities.

Xiang Yan helped clean up together, and quietly confessed to Yu Qiu: "You will watch him for me when the time comes, and tell me if there is anything unusual, and I want to see what his difficulties are."

In view of her son's situation, she will not introduce blind dates in the short term, so as not to delay other girls.

Yu Qiu looked serious: "Don't worry, I will observe carefully and report truthfully."

Xiang Yan smiled and pinched his face, "You don't have to be polite to him, just ask him if you need anything, he looks cold, but he is still warm inside."

Before she led Xiao Qiu in, Shen Mingdeng didn't say "no" at all, and even helped her to buy Xiao Qiu's daily necessities, and came up with ideas to decorate Xiao Qiu's room.

I also don't know why he was so indifferent to Xiaoqiu afterwards.

Yu Qiu smiled with two dimples, and said softly: "Aunt Xiang, I know, brother Shen is very good."

He packed several sets of clothes, and brought a lot of bottles and cans, a total of two big boxes.

The box for clothes was fairly light, but the box full of daily necessities was so heavy that neither he nor Xiang Yan could carry it.

Shen Mingdeng waited impatiently downstairs, went upstairs to check the progress, and was arrested by Xiang Yan.

He was wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt, and he picked up the suitcase with one hand. The muscles in his upper arm suddenly bulged, and the lines were just right. It was not as exaggerated as a muscular man, but it showed his masculine charm.

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows lightly.

It's a pity that such a figure can only be seen from a distance.

"Thank you Brother Shen." He smiled at Shen Mingdeng.

Shen Mingdeng: "Follow me."

When the two arrived at the garage, Shen Mingdeng first moved the heavy suitcase into the trunk, and then went to reach for the one that Yu Qiu was carrying.

Yu Qiu was planning to move it by himself, but his hand was already on the carrying ring, just as Shen Mingdeng stretched it over.

Two hands bumped together.

Yu Qiu retracted subconsciously, his face remained unchanged, and he still smiled: "Thank you."

Shen Mingdeng didn't care at all, but a strange thought flashed through his mind: How could a boy's hands be so soft?

The two got into the car one after another, and the car drove out of the garage and broke into Lie Yang's home court.

Yu Qiu put on sunscreen as usual.

The interior of the car was quiet, with the occasional ticking sound of the turn signal, and the lily-scented car perfume exuded a faint fragrance.

After Yu Qiu painted his arms and hands, he looked down at his phone.

Aunt Wei happily replied to him yesterday, saying that she would buy him his favorite dishes to celebrate.

Aunt Wei's residence is not far from the university town. He calculated the travel time and sent a message: [Aunt Wei, I will arrive at about 11:30. 】

[Aunt Wei: Okay, be careful on the road. [Smile]】

The smiling expression was too creepy, Yu Qiu immediately switched the interface.

"Your method is very useful."

At a red light on the road, Shen Mingdeng braked to thank him.

"Aunt Xiang asked me to observe you closely and find out the so-called difficulties." Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows, "It won't last long."

Shen Mingdeng was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed angrily: "You have to be in charge of after-sales."

"Your lump of noodles is only worth this price." Yu Qiu put on sunglasses with a smile, straightened the bridge of her nose, and raised her soft lips, "Do you need to serve again?"

Shen Mingdeng was speechless. He had talked about so many businesses, but he only stepped on the pit with Yu Qiu.

He released the brake, the car passed through the green light, and the steel forests on both sides of the street stood indifferently.

"Wait until we can't keep it."

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows lightly: "OK."

The company's new location was chosen near the university town, and Shen Mingdeng's house was also bought nearby.

The large flat floor of [-] square meters has three bedrooms and two living rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom are all available, and it is also equipped with functional rooms such as a study, gym, cloakroom, and audio-visual room.

The interior decoration is mainly gray and white, presenting an extreme frigid style, which is in line with Shen Mingdeng's personality and aesthetics.

Yu Qiu picked a guest bedroom that was farthest from the master bedroom, tidied up his clothes and daily necessities, and checked the time.

"I'm going to visit Aunt Wei at noon."

The man sat on the sofa, holding a glass of water: "Oh."

Yu Qiu asked casually, "Then what do you have for lunch?"

Shen Mingdeng raised his eyes: "Is there something wrong?"

Yu Qiu: "..."

He was blinded by the lard to say that.

"gone."

Shen Mingdeng put down his water glass, "I'll drive you off."

Yu Qiu was full of surprise, so kind?

Shen Mingdeng put on his shoes and looked at him sideways: "Will you go?"

He didn't wear glasses, and his dense and long eyelashes were clearly visible, as if he had his own eyeliner, adding a bit of shrewdness and sharpness.

Yu Qiu immediately realized that something was definitely wrong with Shen Mingdeng.

He changed his shoes calmly.

"There is a free driver, of course go."

The two got into the car again.

Aunt Wei's home is not too far away, only 10 minutes by car.

Compared with the high-rise buildings in the urban area, the floors here are obviously much lower and a little old.

Yu Qiu lived here when he was a child, and since his parents passed away, he seldom came back.

When approaching the community, Shen Mingdeng suddenly asked, "Why do you want to live with me?"

Even if it is an order to Madam, he believes that with Yu Qiu's ability, he can definitely refuse it perfectly.

Yu Qiu was very honest: "Of course it's for convenience."

"You don't live in the dormitory after school starts?" Shen Mingdeng asked.

Yu Qiu asked back, "Why did you send me off?"

Shen Mingdeng: "My mother asked me to take care of you."

Yu Qiu smiled: "Are you sure it's not for food?"

He had seen the refrigerator in Shen Mingdeng's residence, and it was empty without any ingredients. He probably didn't want to eat takeaway, maybe he really came here for a meal.

As the car drove into the gate of the community, Shen Mingdeng changed the subject: "Where are you going?"

The community is old, there was no underground garage when it was first built, and the cars were all parked on the ground, crooked and out of order.

Yu Qiu pointed in the direction, shocked by Shen Mingdeng's thick skin.

It really is not the same as what it says.

Knowing that Yu Qiu was coming, Wei Linghui went to buy vegetables early in the morning.She guessed that it was almost time, so she went downstairs to pick up the man herself.

Because I was worried that Yu Qiu hadn't come for a long time and forgot how to get there.

As a result, when they got downstairs, they ran into Yu Qiu and Shen Mingdeng who got out of the car at the same time.

"Xiao Qiu, you are here." Looking at the tall and straight Yu Qiu, she was both happy and reserved.

Looking at Shen Mingdeng again, "This is?"

"Hello, Aunt Wei, I'm Xiaoqiu's elder brother, just send Xiaoqiu here, just call me Xiaoshen." Shen Mingdeng replied politely.

Wei Linghui knew that he was from the Shen family, pinched the hem of his clothes with both hands, and asked dryly: "Haven't you eaten yet? Do you want to go upstairs and sit down and eat together?"

Shen Mingdeng: "Thank you."

"Oh, why are you being polite?" Wei Linghui had fine lines around her eyes, and hurriedly led them upstairs, "You have taken care of Xiaoqiu for so many years, I should have invited you to dinner long ago."

Shen Mingdeng said slowly: "We should take care of Xiaoqiu."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yu Qiu and added, "Xiao Qiu is very good."

Yu Qiu: "..."

It's just creepy.

What is Shen Mingdeng doing?It's scary.

The house Wei Linghui lives in is about [-] square meters. Although the layout is small, the house is very tidy.

She had only prepared a pair of house slippers for Yu Qiu.

"Xiao Shen, wait a minute, I'll get the shoes." A thin figure entered the room.

Yu Qiu put on slippers, squeezed into the narrow entrance with Shen Mingdeng, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"As you said, rub the rice."

"I do not believe."

"Oh."

Wei Linghui took out new slippers and apologized, "Maybe the shoe size is not suitable..."

"Aunt Wei, it's okay, just have a meal." Yu Qiu turned to Shen Mingdeng, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Brother Shen won't care."

Shen Mingdeng took the shoes, "Thank you, Aunt Wei."

"There is still a seasonal vegetable that hasn't been fried. I'll go and cook it. You guys sit on the sofa for a while, Xiaoqiu. If you're thirsty, pour yourself some water. Help me entertain Xiaoshen."

After Wei Linghui finished speaking, she hurried to the kitchen.

The sofa in the living room has been around for some years, and it is covered with an elegant sofa cloth embroidered with fresh orchids and orchids, as well as butterflies and birds.

In addition to the sofa, there are screen embroidery hanging on the wall of the living room, and the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are elegant and elegant.

Shen Mingdeng glanced at it: "This is hand embroidery."

Yu Qiu: "Yes."

Aunt Wei is a friend of his mother. Both of them studied embroidery. After graduation, they jointly opened an embroidery studio, mainly engaged in hand-embroidered products.

In the era when machine embroidery was popular, hand embroidery was gradually eliminated due to various reasons such as slow finished products and high prices.

Hand embroidery belongs to the category of fiber art, but often only the art that has reached its peak can be applauded and popular.

In the eyes of others, the studio run by Wei Linghui and his mother is just an ordinary store, and at most they will pay more attention to it because of their feelings.

Wei Linghui loves this art. She has never been married and put all her energy into this industry.

But sometimes, art requires talent and acceptance of new things.

Her ideas tended to be conservative, and she failed to innovate in the field of embroidery, so the studio could not attract more customers, and it was so miserable.

"The dishes are ready, we can eat." Wei Linghui brought the dishes to the table with a friendly smile.

She has no children, and has always regarded Yu Qiu as her own.

Yu Qiu got up and wanted to help serve dishes and set bowls together, but she refused: "You take Xiao Shen to sit down, I'll come."

After all the dishes were served, Wei Linghui asked again, "Do you want a drink?"

"No, Aunt Wei, you can sit down and eat too." Yu Qiu smiled slightly.

Wei Linghui sat down in response, not daring to pick up food for him personally, but persuaded him: "I remember you liked to eat okra when you were young, eat more. There are also steamed shrimps to supplement calcium."

Then he said to Shen Mingdeng: "I don't know what kind of food you like, so don't take offense if it doesn't suit your taste."

Yu Qiu: "He's not picky about food."

Don't pick a meal.

Shen Mingdeng nodded: "They are all delicious."

Wei Linghui smiled awkwardly, "That's good, that's good."

She has a delicate appearance, concentrates on embroidery all the year round, and has a faint literary temperament on her body. Judging from her reserved style of hospitality, it should be that she doesn't deal with people very much.

Or maybe, the two parties are too unfamiliar, and getting along is a bit awkward.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Wei Linghui sighed again: "In a blink of an eye, you will be eighteen, and you have been admitted to such a good university. If your parents know, they will be very happy."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help asking: "Xiaoqiu, are you free in the afternoon? If you are free, go to the store and have a look?"

Before Yu Qiu opened her mouth, she hastily tried to persuade her, "Xiao Qiu, you have been gifted since childhood. If you are willing, this store will..."

"Aunt Wei, I haven't touched sewing since I was ten years old." Yu Qiu squeezed her chopsticks tightly and said with downcast eyes.

Before he was ten years old, his world was always filled with embroidery and needlework, as well as his mother's strength and reprimand.

The rest is sharp ridicule and ridicule from peers.

They say that it is better to be a girl than a boy who embroiders every day.

They even blocked him in the school toilet and ripped open his pants to see if he had a penis.

The old things, like sticky glue, sealed his childhood in the dark embroidery room and the cold toilet.

Let him suffocate.